they found him walking along the f
all red in
front
he had taken a rusty tin can
and cut off his sexual

“what?” they say, “you got a
computer?”
it’s like I have sold out to
the enemy.
I had no idea so many

I was standing in line at the bank
when the old fellow in front of me
dropped his glasses (luckily, with
case)
and as he bent over

I was fairly drunk when it
began and I took out my bottle and
along the way. I was reading a wee
Kandel and I did not look quite a
pretty but

O lord, he said, Japanese women,
real women, they have not forgotte
bowing and smiling
closing the wounds men have made;
but American women will kill you l

They don’t make it
the beautiful die in flame—
suicide pills, rat poison, rope wh
ever...
they rip their arms off,

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or

self-congratulatory nonsense as th
famous gather to applaud their see
greatness
you
wonder where

almost dawn
blackbirds on the telephone wire
waiting
as I eat yesterday’s
forgotten sandwich

“you know,” she said, “you were at
the bar so you didn’t see
but I danced with this guy.
we danced and we danced
close.